No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 80 The Big Brother Arrives
Ice's big hand grasped the void, and a jade-like ice skate jumped out of his palm, and then tilted everything, but Yi Fan's protective energy couldn't stop him, and with a "Zi La" sound, he cut a huge hole in the Taoist robe on his chest.

"You old man, you have to pay for the damage to my clothes!"

"Are you all right?"

Han Bing was dumbfounded. He was a dignified monk in the Foundation Establishment period, one of the ten great masters of the Immortal Sect, and the status, fame, and power that everyone admired and respected depended entirely on his own formidable strength.

Not to mention the boy in the mere physical state in front of him, even if the extermination butcher came personally, he would not dare to block it with his physical body.

"Boom!"

Yi Fan took a step forward, and the color of the world suddenly changed. The clear blue sky was suddenly as black as ink, and the thick and deep dark clouds were getting lower and lower. Thunder dragons appeared and disappeared in it, and the deafening thunder rolled endlessly.

At the same time, the frost all over the arena instantly vaporized, and a wave of extremely hot heat radiated outward from the raging lotus wheel that had condensed at Yi Fan's feet at some point.

Han Bing's complexion changed drastically, and an extremely dangerous premonition that hadn't happened in decades came to his mind. Without thinking about it, he quickly used the secret method to copy it, and Leng Haiyi was about to escape.

"Hmph, want to go?"

"Wait a minute, little friend Yi Fan!"

"Swipe!"

Qing Niu, Shen Beggar and several other big shots also appeared on the ring, and they seemed to have seen the terrifying blow that Yi Fan was about to unleash.

Yi Fan was about to make a move when he saw He Xiangu and others appearing in front of him, remembering what she had said to him at the mountain gate before, it made him hesitate for a while, and he didn't make a move immediately.

"RPG!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Dozens of Xianmen disciples stood up in the auditorium. They opened the wooden boxes they carried with them and took out dozens of RPG rocket launchers. While everyone's eyes were on the ring, they skillfully installed and launched them. The ten warheads dragged their dark green tail flames, crookedly but extremely accurately landed on the sky above the ring and exploded.

The group repairs were at a loss.

What is this ghost?

What's the matter with dozens of rockets suddenly popping up while cultivating immortal fighting skills?

"No, it's Liuyu Moshang!"

A bald old man's face changed drastically, and Gao Sheng shouted: "Everyone, calm down, don't be nervous and flustered, use magic power, and leave this place quickly with physical strength!"

"It's a monster from the Demon Cult, everyone, follow what Daoist Danhe said and evacuate here!" Qingniu shouted with a serious face.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dozens of explosions sounded one after another, and the dozens of demon cultivators who launched the RPG before were killed by the decent monks around them, and immediately blew themselves up decisively to death.

The black-brown flesh and blood splashing all over the sky immediately spread to the monks with a radius of more than ten meters. The monks screamed for help. As a terrifying monster more than three meters high, it is the kind that Yi Fan encountered when he was riding the bus before.

These monsters are agile, powerful, and fearless of ordinary Taoist attacks, and the monks who used mana were immediately poisoned by the Liuyu Moshang, and turned into terrifying monsters, causing heavy casualties for all the cultivators. The arena was chaotic.

The few big men headed by Qingniu did not make a move for a long time, but looked around vigilantly, their bodies were shining brightly, and they held the law in their hands, and a mountain-like coercion gradually rose .

Qing Niu said loudly: "Could it be that Hua Yutian, the leader of the Demon Cult, came in person? Why didn't you dare to show up?"

Although Liuyu Moshang is difficult to deal with, they are not afraid to join forces. As for the raging monster, even without them taking action, after the group of cultivators calm down and temporarily form a small team to besiege the monster, they can gradually suppress it situation.

But the big bosses don't believe that if the Demon Cult chooses to act at this moment, there will be only such a small amount of means.

"Jie Jie, what a surprise, I didn't expect that more than half of the ten masters in the world of cultivating immortals have arrived. This time, I, Montenegro, will make a great contribution!"

"Is it Montenegro?"

Qingniu's complexion darkened, and he sternly shouted: "You mere junior of the eighth level of Qi training, you also have the ability to break through my sect's formation? Let your family leader act quickly, if you are afraid, get out as soon as possible!"

"Haha, Old Niubi, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so arrogant!"

Blossoming black petals descended from the sky, a mass of black and golden vortexes squeezed out of the void abruptly, and a very strange and handsome young man in black robe floated out of it.

This person is Hua Yutian, the leader of the Demon Cult who everyone in the world has heard of.

"It's really you!"

Juejue sacrificed a flying sword, He Xiangu grabbed a flower basket, and a green stick appeared in the hand of the god beggar. Several big bosses used their magic weapons one after another, each of them seemed to be facing an enemy.

Just kidding, when Hua Yutian snatched Cangmingxue back then, ten big bosses teamed up to barely beat the devil back. Now there are eight top ten big bosses, and there is only one Kuhai Zen Master and Nanhai Shenni. They jointly arranged a peerless grand formation It can't be used, and there are countless juniors from 360 Xianmen present, so they can't use their hands and feet at all.

If anything went wrong in today's battle, it would be a trivial matter if there were no successors in the world of cultivating immortals. Once the eight of them died, the world would be so big that no one would be able to suppress him anymore.

Thinking of this, Qingniu's face turned livid, and he subconsciously looked at Yi Fan.

"Little friend Yi Fan, the situation is urgent. The old man has the audacity to beg your elder brother to help, otherwise my world of cultivating immortals will be destroyed, and even the world of mortals will be ruined."

Qingniu uses sound transmission to enter secrets, he can no longer care about his face and reputation at this moment, as long as he can survive and preserve Qingniu Temple's thousands of years of inheritance, even if he is asked to kneel down to Jian Wuya, he will admit it.

What's more, it's nothing to kneel down on the kind of expert who can easily crush his own grand master to death.

"Huh? Old Taoist Qingniu, are you going back as you live and asking for help from a mere physical disciple?"

Hua Yutian's cultivation base was much higher than Qingniu's, and he noticed Qingniu's small movements at the first time, but he didn't fully hear it clearly.

Yi Fan didn't know this kind of magic, he cupped his fists and said, "Don't worry senior Qingniu, I'll call senior brother right now, I think the mere devil is not enough for senior brother to chop with a sword."

"Hahahaha!"

Hua Yutian looked up to the sky and laughed, even leaning back and forth, as if Yi Fan was talking about a big joke.

"Okay, okay, what an interesting kid!" After a while, Hua Yutian finally stopped, shook his head and smiled and said, "Thinking of me, the majestic leader of the holy religion, since I was born, no one has ever dared to slander me with a sword. Even if ten of them join hands, it won’t work. Who is your senior brother? Come, come, I will let you make a call, and I will stand still today and let him cut you with a sword!”

"Stop calling, I'm coming!"

Everyone looked at the prestige together, and waves of spiritual consciousness swept past like stormy waves.

"Physical state?"

"Another one without any mana?"

"Is this the unique secret method of Shangqingguan or are they going to follow the martial arts?"

All the big guys peeped at each other, it's fine that you, a registered disciple, don't have mana, why don't you cultivate mana, a dignified senior brother of the hidden sect?
Are you poor?

No, that's clearly not possible.

Or some kind of unique secret technique that hides cultivation, which is convenient for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Either the cultivation base is too high, so high that it far surpasses them, so they can't see their cultivation base.

Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles above the nine heavens, black mist billows inside and outside the arena, ghosts cry and wolves howl, Jian Wuya walks slowly, monsters, Taoist priests, and demons stop attacking at the same time, staring blankly at this peerless beauty who looks like a sword fairy descending from the sky .

(End of this chapter)